With one last, futile attempt to somehow get out of this nightmarish situation, Priya lunged for her handbag, lying next to Ravi’s feet. May she cou...d get to her cell phone…Ravi took a quick step forward and kicked the bag out of her reach. He fell to his knees by her side, grabbed her hair, and yanked her head back. “You snobby little bitch,” he barked, if only you had waited a little more, I could have closed this deal for you. But you had to go to somebody else. You cost me almost 2 lakhs,. The sensations of your tonguechasing the cheery around in the cream in my ass hole tickle and, any guestssharing lunch with you must surely think I actually enjoy being humiliated likethat. The rest of the meal is spent refilling my anal crater with cream or hotstrawberry sauce and then dipping cut fruit that you eat. Lunchtimes,though it embarrasses me to admit, usually result in my favorite orgasms of theday. Once you?ve eaten your fill of fruit you?ll lick my entire ass and pussyclean, with. Giselle decided it was time to launch her attack on that royal organ. She opened her lips in a circular way so as to form an “O”. Then she lowered her mouth over the shiny black dome of Mobu’s cock-head, closing her lips round under the rim of his helmet, so the whole helmet was sealed inside the warm wet cave of her mouth.Then she began to suck as hard as she could on the cock-head, so hard that she actually caused Mobu’s glans to stretch in her mouth. This made him gasp with an exquisite. We girls went to school and had to return home immediately after school each day. We did chores and had limited free time. My father ruled the house. My upbringing was very controlled and structured. I assume this played some role in me being attracted to older dominant men. I think my upbringing normalized it in my subconscious mind.Bryan began discussing with me his desire for command, control, and obedience. Over and over he would discuss complete command, complete control, and complete.